Wen Ran smiled, seeming to feel the gaze behind her. She turned around and glanced towards the window on the left, her eyes meeting with Mo Xiuchen's.
Across the vast hall, her eyes interlocked with Mo Xiuchen for a moment. She diverted her gaze and asked Bai Xiaoxiao, "Xiaoxiao, do you want to go sit over there?"
As soon as she spoke, the expression of Xiao Yuting, who was sitting across from Bai Xiaoxiao, changed slightly.
"No, I've already finished eating. Ranran, you can go back to your seat and eat. I'm a little busy today, I'll call you later."
Wen Ran acquiesced, not insisting.
Seeing her return alone, a fleeting shadow of disappointment passed through Luo Haofeng's narrow peach-blossom eyes. So quick, it could be mistaken for an illusion.
Mo Xiuchen pulled a chair for Wen Ran, tugging her to sit next to him.
